intrumental by wisssery

i gave back what you had to say.
these thoughts ricochet in my head
like a bullet hitting concrete
it’s not safe to take another step

i’ll take these thoughts out on myself
another victim of your ignorance
today i will fly freely
nose dive to the bottom of this well

drown me in hope and forgiveness
when i know you’re the one who did this

you gave me hope for the future
and then you told me you couldn’t listen

you gave me up
facade of lust
i can’t believe you wanted

you gave me hope

gone

you decide

How did it end up like this? [prod. fragrance]

So I actually wrote and recorded the first version of this song back in 2018, when I was working with actually a couple different projects under the premise of being part of a "band", but both ended up being covert "solo" vanity projects that didn't mind using their members for creative input and for propping them up to make them sound palatable, but did couldn't stomach the idea of sharing the spotlight or creative control. I've learned in the past few years to not give multiple chances when these types come back wanting your help again, because no matter how convincing the initial ruse is, the same toxicity and bad habits are festering just underneath the surface, awaiting that moment where they feel they've got you "in" enough to start exercising those old behaviors. Fool me twice, as they say. It does not happen a third time. But it's always interesting to see one of the "characters" in my lyrics literally play it all out in real-time all over again. So what better time than now to share this song, which unironically is as relevant today as it was 7 years ago. Enjoy!

Lyrics:
You want a stooge
A pushover
A henchman who’ll do what he’s told to
Want a mule but don’t wanna’ get kicked
Want a magician but don’t wanna’ get tricked
	
HEY NOW, HEY NOW
I WON’T COMPLY, I WILL DEFY YOU
HEY NOW, HEY NOW
I’M NOT YOUR SILENT PARTNER

You say ‘team player’
But who are we kidding
You mean a ‘yes man’ who’ll do your bidding
Can’t wrangle me with the rest of the sheep
Can’t have my fire if you can’t take the heat

HEY NOW, HEY NOW
I WON’T COMPLY, I WILL DEFY YOU
HEY NOW, HEY NOW
I’M NOT YOUR SILENT PARTNER
HEY NOW, HEY NOW
I WON’T CONCEDE ‘CUZ I DON’T NEED YOU
HEY NOW, HEY NOW
YOU DON’T GET A SILENT PARTNER


HERE I COME IN MY BLACK BULLDOZER
BACK DOWN BEFORE YOU GET BACKED OVER
FUCK THE POSEURS, THE BROWN-NOSERS
I’M ALREADY CHECKED OUT

HEY NOW, HEY NOW
I WON’T COMPLY, I WILL DEFY YOU
HEY NOW, HEY NOW
I’M NOT YOUR SILENT PARTNER
HEY NOW, HEY NOW
I WON’T CONCEDE ‘CUZ I DON’T NEED YOU
HEY NOW, HEY NOW


©2018 J.H. Lane, All Rights Reserved

SILENT PARTNER

voicemail_3:49am(2fast2feel)

I made this as a theme song for my OC Micah Forger. I was originally going to have him voiced by YOHIOloid, but my parents wouldn't let me get the voicebank, so I sang it instead. If I ever do get the voicebank I'll remake it, but for now this is the prototype. And yes it is part of his lore that his mouth is sewn shut. 

Lyrics:
Shut your mouth, nobody cares
It's all just noise, nothing's there
What did you say? They can't hear, 
Somthing's off...

Since when did you hear me?
"Nevermind"s to people please.
Why can't you hear me?
I can't think clearly!
Stitch up my mouth, I don't complain,
Cause I'm better off dead, in the quiet game.

Open the mouth, talk over me,
Create the noise that we all see,
Oh, what did he say? "Listen to me, 
Nothing's wrong..."

How long could you hear me?
"Never minds" still people-please.
Why wouldn't you hear me? 
I think I'm speaking clearly!
Stitch up my mouth, rip out my tongue,
I'm better off dead, charades without fun.

(Hello? Can anybody hear me? Hello? Will anybody listen to me? I have something to say. Hello? Hello? Never mind.)

Why can't you listen to me?
Never minds will never please!
Why can't you hear me?
I guess I can't speak clearly!
Stitch up my mouth, rip out my tongue, 
Confusing tones, faulty inflection,
Stitch up my mouth, rip out my tongue,
You just don't care enough to listen!

Listener (original song prototype thingie)

Honestly I might just keep making songs with my own voice idk it's just easier... to the one or two people who see this, let me know if I should or not.
Yet another OC theme song, this time for my edgy eighth grade OC Daniel Thatcher. He's Monica's older brother (she's the one in To My Lost Innocence.)
I'm trying to make a music video for this (preferably one for each song) but I don't know where I'll be able to post it my mom is super strict I had to jump through a ton of hoops just to get a Soundcloud :(

anyvays have a good day or night uwu

Painted Red (Original Song)

One thing I can't stand is a hypocrite. The only thing worse than a hypocrite is a religious one. This song is for a particular religious hypocrite who I spent half a lifetime trusting and protecting the reputation of, only to have them take the wrong side in a crucial moral battle, siding with abuse, adultery and alienation, proving that blood IS indeed thicker than water. Even when the blood is thinned out by booze and pain killers. And despite who was actually the one in the wrong (in life AND on those permanent court records). To the point of even breaking federal law and tampering with the mail to prevent a certain letter and packet of evidence from being delivered to the meal-ticket/golden-goose.

It's only just beginning, after all I've been put through. But a little punk rock is a nice start now, innit?

And yes, lose the peroxide job. It's hideous.

Anyhow, the music itself was another song "reclaimed" from a failed, defunct project where it never got to live up to its full potential, like several others I have already begun re-forging into songs I don't see as "C-list" or "throwaways". I rerecorded drums, and added some tasty, raspy, fuzzy, pissed-off little guitars, screamed myself into a headache, and voila! So here it is, the way it always should've been.

Bottle-Blonde Julie Marie

BOTTLE-BLONDE JULIE MARIE

Gustave Flaubert said, "be regular and orderly in your life, so that you may be violent and original in your work."

In life, we rarely get justice. We rarely get the victory a protagonist deserves. We're often left wanting, scarred and unfulfilled. But where life often falls short for us, we can still write stories where our downtrodden get their justice. Their victories. Their peace of mind. Sometimes it comes in the form of revenge. Sometimes it comes in the form of an act. Sometimes it comes from an accident.

Not all stories have happy endings, but all stories end, one way or another.

ACCIDENT

(I RECENTLY CHANGED MY URL SO DONT USE THE OLD ONE)
Hi there you can call me Webs!

Qualia Automata obsessed, Christian, artist, writer, self-taught, amateur musician, unhealthily enthusiastic about vocal synths. Please don’t be mean I usually only make visual art or written stories. I make vent and OC songs! I love telling stories and am always ready to talk about my characters! ^w^ 

A bunch of songs in progress but no motivation to make them yet :’)

(Working on convincing my mom to let me get some sort of social media where I can put my art/stories)


UWU

if it found you, it was meant for you.
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Singer/guitarist/songwriter Heath Lane has been a fixture in the Upstate South Carolina scene since the mid 1990's, where he rapidly went from playing bass backing other bands to forming his first punk band, Idle Minds, where he would settle in on guitar. With a musical style that blends rootsy Americana a la Tom Petty or Steve Earle with classic blues-based rock-n-roll reminiscent of the Stones or AC/DC, the intensity of punk and new wave harkening back to Social Distortion and the Replacements and the energy and diversity of the Foo Fighters, Lane finally caved to peer pressure and embarked on a new side career as a solo artist. Always embracing the truest spirit of rock by being unafraid of speaking his mind at the risk of going against the grain, Lane adheres to a lyrical method that is often both clever and cynical, and has been known to strike a nerve or two with (often autobiographical) subject matter. Brutal honesty coupled with irresistible hooks and melodies are a recipe that he executes unlike any other, and his goal is to have at least one song stuck in your head after visiting his page or seeing a live performance!

Lane has also established himself as a regional "go-to" hired gun and can be seen on stages all over either in collaboration with other original artists or providing much-needed help (or turd-polishing) with the occasional local cover-band. Lane performed lead guitar and vocal work live with Greenville area longstanding outfit The Oath, provided songwriting/arrangement and multiple instruments with other independent projects, serves as frontman for 90's cover-band Barcode, and is one half of the alt-rock/indie-blues power-duo W4WVK (named for the amateur radio handle used for decades his great-grandfather).

In late 2023, Lane also embarked on building custom, fully-functioning giggable 6-string cigar box guitars under the Lane CBGs moniker, and his builds are owned by musicians not just regionally, but all over the United States!

Songwright? Songmaker? Sonic Machinist? Dithyramber? Just don't call me a "songsmith". Seriously though, multi-instrumentalist (I play them all), vocalist and all-around creator of memorable musical compositions.

solo project from tucson, arizona
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